Luyện nghe bài hát Punishing Hard Drive

The is out
They say not good
Your hand was in the jar stealin from the hood
Why are you still
When do you think you'll
That look on your face says they're never know

Now you're in of losing an empire
That so long to build
You're onto dead weight
That shit'll you down
Don't take us for man
standing our ground

Life mean a thing
your gut busted open or your head in a sling
You eat what you kill-sometimes it up
It trips the but not before you've had enough

Under false
I signed the dotted
Sniping was my big
It taught me I was
You were so committed
We them to their knees
But the aftermath everything we'd built overseas

Somewhere there's a prisoner donning his
The master of the looks down
He watches as the prisoner towards the gate
The can't stop him-it's already too late

Words mean a thing
When up like pretzels or chewed up like chicken wings
Sew a pig's ear all in mud
a cow can't make fresh milk from cud

Hey wait a minute
Whaddya think I'm made of
Sure I tripped myself up a little here and
But I was only God's word-was I alone?
You're calling me a Jesus guy
Well look what I put up
The is why

history's rewritten
And the bums are long
bargain for a bigger block of someone else's lawn
We'll celebrate the empty purged of all detail
And our future on a fool's coattails

It's easy to be by a rags-to-riches story
the backstreets to Wonderland sells
And time we're suckered in we take a nosedive
the icy cliff...

Downsized!
This we a punishing hard drive